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letra de loose lips - ceo trayle

loose lips lyrics
[intro]
(run that back, turbo)
go, mr. 4, go, go, mr. 4, go
ayy

[chorus]
loose lips sink ships, b-tch, i thought you knew
backdoors kicked in all because of you
uh, scope his f-ckin’ head off, snipers on the roof
i never had a big dog, out here on the loose

[verse]
through my scope, i shoot at you, uh, stick go doo-doo-doo
big backdoor, b-tch, move
i’m rich, but i dropped out of school
how the saying go? god, watch the babies and the food
cross big x, you’ll make the news
ayy, place your bet and when you lose, don’t lose your cool
ayy, open that door, let backdoor through the back door
i just took a ho on the road, now she back, though
don’t let this sh-t get cold on the stove, this that crack flow
i traded out a lightskin ho for a black ho
i traded out an all-red bеnz for a trackhawk
i traded out long hair, i like ’em bald
backdoor go psycho bob
1080, slimе shady the mob
and she thought she saw my instagram and then came back, she blocked
big backdoor tryna spin your block
ayy, 7.62s, they go through cars
.223s don’t care if you famous ’cause they still gon’ go through stars
in that car, they got them stars
backdoor switchblade take off her bra
every day, mom pray that they go far
backdoor high-speed, there go the cops
whenever my b-tch be talkin’ blah
blah-blah-blah-blah-blah, b-tch, blah-blah
unload the clip, flip the opp car, molly lockjaw
let this b-tch sing like the opera, draco grah-grah
big boss c4 who your b-tch shop for
ayy, ayy, big ol’ backdoor
ayy, happy valentine’s day, baby, bought you candy and bears
tell the truth, i really didn’t care, but when she mop, i lose my ear
he’s a stand-up guy, he’s a big old black bear
trackhawk never switch no gears, rob the bank and face my fears
it wasn’t no bank, it was a trap, just know the money was all there
ayy, know i been takin’ sh-t all year
ayy, can you suck this d-ck, my dear?
trap n-ggas see me and they cheer because i made it out of here
mike tyson, bitin’ off n-ggas’ ear
dead body in the closet for two years, 4
[chorus]
loose lips sink ships, b-tch, i thought you knew
backdoors kicked in all because of you
uh, scope his f-ckin’ head off, snipers on the roof
i never had a big dog, out here on the loose

[outro]
big dog, out here on the loose

- ceo trayle

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